Over the week of spring, my mom and I cleaned and cleared out her home. She passed away in January at the age of 103. My Aunt Velma was no ordinary lady. This note gives a hint of her wisdom. Knowing we would have to sort through her long kept things, she left us a note with sorting instructions.
On day three of cleaning out, we discovered this poem taped to this china/desk. At the time my mom and I were sorting through and being overwhelmed by the historical, antiques, heart felt and precious my great aunt had left behind.
Of all the wonderful things my Aunt Velma left behind, it is her wisdom and my memories that I hold the dearest. My favorite line of this poem is "my hands are stayed" isn't that wonderful??
As always wishing you a health, happy and wise home,